"Life is a waterfall We're one in the river And one again after the fall" or "I would burn the world to bring some heat to you... " ăNCT⢠HOZIER⢠TOGâ˘SHCâ˘GLEEâ˘ARTă â 21yâ
Loads of Hollanov fics have them getting walked in on while making out etc which is great
But Iâd love a fic where one or both of Shaneâs parents drop by the cottage for phone charger/laundry pod reasons and find Shane snuggled on the couch fast asleep on Ilyaâs chest and thatâs how they find out
Theyâre dressed in soft casual clothes, sleeping like the dead and wrapped around each other like vines and Ilyaâs hand is in Shaneâs hair and Shane looks so so comfortable and relaxed
Meanwhile his parents are staring slack-jawed at the sight of their son using his archenemy the Russian Rage Machine as a teddybear/pillow
The stench of the broken, burning fuse mingles with the heavy scent of nighttime rain. Aguiar stands at the corner of one of the kitchen windows and peers inside at tonight's victims.
What he sees makes him sigh. "They came to check the fuse box and immediately got distracted rummaging through the cupboards," he gripes. He puts his back against the wall, out of sight from those inside. "These idiots aren't going to make for very good prey at all. Would you go kill them faster, please."
Leaning on the wall beside him, Jae is holding up a pocket mirror and putting on a fresh layer of lipstick. "Yeah, one sec."
Aguiar rolls his eyes. "God Above, you're so vain."
Jae huffs a laugh. "I'm the vain one?" They pop their blood-red lips a couple times, then lean into their mirror to inspect the corners of their mouth. They scratch away some stray lipstick with their fingernail. "Remind me again who wears leather straps around his arms just for an excuse to flex his muscles, hm?"
"You're wasting time---"
"I know exactly what I'm doing," Jae snips, irritating and arrogant as ever. They shut the mirror with a click! and pocket it with their lipstick. "Worry about your own victims."
Aguiar clenches his jaw. "I would, if I wasn't spending all my time cleaning up your messes."
"Bite me, old man." They make a face. "Or on second thought, don't. You've already done enough of that."
Lord, this fucking nuisance. Aguiar goes to snap back, but he's stopped by the sound of the back door rattling.
"Hey, I think this door might be stuck!" shouts one of the morons inside.
Jae giggles. "Well, that's my cue." They wiggle their fingers in adieu. "See you around, whore!"
"Fuck you," Aguiar snarls.
"No thanks." Jae blows him a kiss before yanking on their hood and slinking into the shadows. As the arch of their red X streaks through the darkness, Aguiar is left to fantasize about snapping their neck. The opportunity canât come soon enough.
Young Nile witnesses a murder, a strange man gets killed and she is too traumatized to do anything but hide and stay hidden. She watches as the CPD are ordered to clear the site to make way for some super-squad called The Old Guard that nobodyâs really heard of. The squad arrive: a four-person team with a mysterious, charismatic woman named Andy in charge. A man she calls Booker pulls out some medieval-looking gauntlet. One of the other men makes a joke about the Knights Templar and nudges the third man with his elbow; that man just rolls his eyes and suppresses a smile, fond and apparently used to the teasing.
Andy uses a gadget to identify the man- it turns out his name is Lykon. The gadget also gives Andy a lot more information: like his job, hobbies, personality, that he volunteered at an animal shelter- shit that a regular electronic device shouldnât be able to know. The squad all agree that Lykon seems like a good guy, a âgood candidate.â
Booker wears the gauntlet, squats down on the blood-stained concrete and holds the manâs head and seems to do something that makes him look tired, and Andy is ready to catch him when he almost falls over. Then Lykon fucking comes back to life, panicked and gasping, and one of the other men is by his side to gently support him and calm him down.
Nile canât stifle her gasp, and sheâs pretty sure that the woman looks in her direction but she thinks she managed to hide in time so that the mysterious Andy doesnât see her.
Fast forward many years later. Obsessed with this âOld Guard,â but unable to find any information about it, she has joined the CPD. It is tragic how many murders there are in Chicago, and she drags her partner Dizzy to as many crime scenes as she can. Finally there is one where the usual process is halted and the police are ordered to keep the scene secure but clear the area- some Feds or something are taking over.
The car pulls up. Nile recognizes all the people who get out: Andy, Booker, the two other men... and Lykon. Nile knows that Lykon is still legally dead, his death date the night of his murder. Nile had been to his grave.
She wants answers. And, finally, she has the opportunity to ask them.
I started a new self project; my mission is to categorize all of Adele's songs according to the various perspectives, phases, and types of love. For no particular reason, just so I can figure out which songs best fit the situations I see or experience. I feel this will make me feel complete. I feel in my heart fml
pixelskylines
discoholicmusic
kianamaiart
germansingergirl
izzy806
prguitarman
stormborns
romaincrisis
annaxmalina
